Sir! Don't close the net!

Alma screamed and rushed in front of Li Yili, slapping the statue out of Li Yili's hand.

It's unclear what material it's made of, but despite its jade-like texture, it didn't crack when it fell to the ground. Even more bizarrely, the statue actually turned right-side up during the fall, with its small, deep-set eyes staring straight at the direction of the Dead Man's Sea.

Alma felt a chill shoot straight up from her tailbone to her head.

The statue seemed almost alive; Alma couldn't help but begin to suspect that it was...

It's not that they actually used their hands to gradually implant concepts that shouldn't have come into this world into it.

"Ah~ this is called center of gravity," Li Yili said, noticing Alma staring intently at the statue standing on the ground, looking as if she were possessed. She suddenly realized, bent down to pick up the statue, and tapped it between its head and tail with her finger. "The head is made of a lighter material, while the base is made of a stronger and heavier part, so no matter what angle it falls from—"

Li Yili casually tossed the octopus head off the statue, sending the statue, which made Alma's scalp tingle, spinning awkwardly in mid-air before landing with a thud. This time, the octopus was no longer facing the sea of ​​dead men, but staring straight at Alma.

"They all land right on the ground with a 'thud,' isn't that amazing? Isn't that incredible? But if you use too much force, they will still break, so you have to be careful about that."

The absurd feeling, like congratulations on guessing the answer, made Alma somewhat flustered. She bent down, picked up the statue, and stuffed it into her bag, awkwardly changing the subject.

"So, does this center of gravity also have a formula, just like the lever before?"

“Of course there are. Every force in this world has a formula,” Li Yili said, pointing a finger at Alma’s stiff face. “Even this action can be calculated using a bunch of formulas.”

Alma's eye twitched. "But I think your behavior is too reckless, Minister. This focus may be very ordinary for you, but it's different for others."

"Hmm? Really? Abu and the others accepted the focus quite readily without any objections," Li Yili blinked.

“They’re different! They’ve given up thinking!” Alma raised her voice to emphasize. “Even if you told them that none of them are human, they wouldn’t argue. They might even start thinking about what they are if they’re not human!”

"Huh? Really? Isn't this a good thing?"

Alma coughed loudly, looked around, grabbed Li Yili by the collar, and whispered in Li Yili's ear, "What if Bishop Asawi makes a fuss about this? Are you planning to demonstrate it to everyone like you're displacing water?"

“Secretary Alma, this is the question you should be thinking about,” Li Yili smiled slightly. “I’m going to Thorns for a few days on business tomorrow.”

"Ha ha?!!!"

Alma's eyes widened, and she leaned back, her face filled with disbelief.

Although Sheep Village Logistics and Fire Spirits have the upper hand now, Bishop Azavet and Austin are not to be underestimated. They must be on high alert every minute to monitor Instas's movements. And Li Yili, who is in charge, is actually leaving Instas at this time, and is going to Thorn, the former capital of Eden.

“I looked at the map, and there are a few routes through the thorns in Instas,” Li Yili rubbed her fingers together. “If we’re fast enough… it should only take about seven days.”

"No, no, no, this isn't just seven days! Are you crazy?! Going to Thorns at this crucial time?!"

"Subordinates should not kiss their superiors on the lips."

Li Yili reached out and pinched Alma's chin, her fingers pressing so hard that Alma had to pout her glistening lips.

"Alma, you are a qualified secretary, but you are not a qualified Yunzhong. You have too many problems."

Alma's pupils contracted slightly as she instinctively reached out to slap away Li Yili's right hand, but her expression remained unchanged as she stared calmly into Li Yili's eyes. "Minister Li Yili, you need to understand one thing. I am a member of the Flame Elves. What you are doing now concerns the life and death of the Flame Elves. I cannot stand by and watch you play with the future of the Flame Elves."

"Wow~"

Li Yili released her grip on Alma's hand, circled Alma once, and then put her arm around Alma's shoulder. "Secretary Alma, don't be so tense. Relax, I was just joking."

Alma's mouth opened slightly as she subtly adjusted her breathing, relaxed her tense body, rolled her eyes, and asked, "Including going to Thorns? If this is a joke, I'll be very happy."

“Ah… how could I joke about something so serious?” Li Yili leaned closer to Alma and winked. “So the Instas issue is now in your hands, my dear secretary. We have the upper hand right now.”

Alma's eyes twitched, then she exhaled. "Okay, but Minister Li Yili, you must tell me what else you did in Instas, including but not limited to having Abu and his men secretly drop this evil statue in various corners of Instas."

"That's all. You already know everything. Asking any more questions will only bring up my private life, like whether I use public or private funds to support a mistress."

"Cough—" Alma coughed heavily, her face darkening. "I have absolutely no interest in your private life, but as for embezzling public funds... I'll remember that. Even if no one cares, at least keep a record."

"Eh—can keeping a mistress be reimbursed?!" Li Yili's face was full of disbelief.

"Of course not! Although no one will stop Yangcun Logistics from doing this, I don't want to find a huge gap when it comes to cash flow later!"

Chapter Sixty-Eight: Spending so much money? Are you keeping a Valkyrie as your mistress?!

In the evening, Alma dragged her tired body back to her apartment. Without even taking off her shoes, she threw herself heavily onto the bed, buried her face in the pillow, took a deep breath, and then yelled into the pillow.

"How could such a thing happen!"

Leaders, with so much money flowing through their hands, are bound to have some ulterior motives. It's only human nature to try and grab a little something when the money is flowing through them.

Those with slightly better morals would take the money to invest, and if they made a profit, they would quietly put the embezzled money back and pretend nothing had happened. Although we often hear about leaders embezzling public funds for investment, resulting in huge losses and leaving the company with an unmanageable financial hole, if you think about it carefully, you'll realize that it's precisely because of the losses from embezzling public funds for investment that this matter comes to light. If the public funds were returned, the matter would not have been exposed.

Those with less moral character keep mistresses, which is a truly risky business with no return. The money is thrown away like water. While those leaders are meticulous about expense reimbursement, making the process take ten days or more before deciding whether to stamp it, they are generous when it comes to keeping mistresses, not even offering a discount.

It makes you want to break the leader's legs.

Li Yili is clearly the most outstanding among them.

Alma swore she had never seen such shocking ledgers and cash flow, and that Li Yili was so "devoted" to keeping only one mistress amidst such terrifying cash flow. She even suspected that Li Yili was not keeping an ordinary woman, but a Valkyrie from Valhalla.

But when she thought back to the Valkyries' heroic and valiant appearance, Alma felt guilty for using the Valkyries to make fun of them. How could such noble women be kept by a man like Li Yili?

After squirming in bed for a while, Alma pulled a conch shell from under her pillow, hesitated for a moment, and then activated it.

"I must be a suspect."

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Pushing open the door, Li Yili didn't go straight in as usual, but instead squinted and sniffed the air.

There was another scent, different from Valkyrie's intoxicating fragrance, which was like wine. This scent was fresher and would not usually attract his attention, but it was different when mixed with Valkyrie's scent. It was like white in wine red, extremely eye-catching.

First, we can rule out the possibility that Valkyrie was wearing perfume. For Valkyrie, expensive perfume would just be a pebble that accidentally fell out of her bag and was used to ruin her best friend's mood.

Li Yili slowly reached out and opened the shoe cabinet next to the door, which was inlaid with shoes from all over the world. Sure enough, there was a pair of ankle boots in it. Judging from the wear on the heels, the owner of these shoes often wore them around.

However, the placement of these ankle boots was quite subtle. They weren't placed in the shoe cabinet specifically for guests, but rather among a bunch of fancy shoes belonging to Valhae Rae. The shoes on the right side were crammed together, clearly having been deliberately pushed over.

Hospitality? Valkyrie's politeness is barely passable; how could she possibly push aside her beloved shoes to make room for the other person?

Li Yili let out a breath.

A guest has arrived, and the guest has a very close relationship with Valkyrie.

The only person who would be so close to Valkyrie as to show off her shoe collection to someone in such an enthusiastic way, and stuff the other person's shoes into the middle of her own, is... a Valkyrie.

Li Yili gently closed the door and walked calmly through the entryway toward the living room.

Instas is, after all, the territory of the Galar Horn, and it is also the territory of the Old Ones and the Azavet Bishop. They would definitely send Valkyries to guard Instas and monitor the actions of both sides. Since they chose to visit at this time, it is most likely related to what happened today.

Having sorted out her thoughts, Li Yili adjusted her mindset and stepped into the living room. Valkyrie was sitting upright on the sofa where she used to lounge, noble and aloof, just like when he first met her. In comparison, the woman with purple hair sitting opposite Valkyrie seemed much more ordinary.

It's not that this woman is plain-looking. Every Valkyrie is said to be a work of art sculpted by the gods themselves, and this purple-haired woman is no exception. She is beautiful and charming, but unlike Valkyrie, she doesn't steal everyone's attention upon her arrival. Instead, she exists naturally as a beautiful backdrop.

The more you pay attention, the more you will overlook; it is only through a casual glance that you can fully capture the other person's appearance.

"Let me introduce you. This is my subordinate, Levi's Ist. Richard, and this is my sister, Valhout." Upon seeing Li Yili appear, Valhout smiled slightly and gestured towards Li Yili and Valhout sitting opposite her.

Her perfect smile made the radiance of Valkyrie, who was sitting opposite her, pale in comparison.

Li Yili tilted her head, pinched the bridge of her nose and thought for a while before rolling her eyes. "Did you get your head stuck in a door? What are you pretending for? I didn't select this mode today. Or rather, I'm already tired of it. You should hurry up and switch back to this mode."

Valkyrie's perfect smile twitched. She could clearly sense the subtle change in Valkyrie's eyes. "What are you talking about, Levi's Est. Richard? This is not the time for jokes."

"Huh? Really?" Li Yili plopped down next to Valhou Lei, squeezing Valhou Lei's bottom hard.

Almost subconsciously, the tile

Erqiu Lei's eyes were unfocused, and she leaned her body against the armrest of the sofa.

"stare--"

The gaze from across the way jolted Valkyrie invigorated her, and she immediately sat up straight. "Levi's Ist. Richard, that's enough. This isn't the time for you to be so disrespectful."

A threatening glint flashed in Valkyrie's eyes, and in response, Li Yili raised her hand without hesitation and slapped Valkyrie on the back of the head.

Valkyrie stiffly raised her hand to cover the back of her head, her pupils contracting slightly.

“Hello, Miss Valkyrie, my name is Levi Ist. Richard, you can just call me Li Yili. I know why you're here, and I will give you a satisfactory answer,” Li Yili said to Valkyrie with an innocent smile.

Valkyrie slightly raised her chin, but before she could speak, Valkyrie turned her face away and said in a sinister tone, "What happened last time you said that to me? You carried me to the bed, took off my clothes, oh right, and finally, you carried me by the thighs while sprinting and shouting that this was my answer."

Li Yili's harmless smile twitched.

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Chapter Sixty-Nine is about her desire for your body.

Valkyrie crossed her legs, interlaced her fingers on her knees, and gently tapped the back of her hands with her fingers.

Sitting opposite Valkyrie, Valkyrie Lei and Li Yili sat upright with extremely stiff expressions.

They have been holding this position for a full ten minutes.

Li Yili believed he hadn't said anything inappropriate; the atmosphere had been just right, and he had almost fooled Valqiu Yuan.

"call--"

Valkyrie let out a long sigh, loosened her grip, and leaned back on the sofa. "I don't understand why you slept with her."

Li Yili was taken aback. The question was directed at him, not Valqiu Lei, which was rather subtle.

"Fair skin, beautiful face, long legs," because she always felt that lying was pointless, Li Yili simply told the truth.

"That's all?" Valkyrie raised an eyebrow slightly.

“Oh, because she’s my boss, I have an added boost to my desire to conquer her,” Li Yili stuck out her tongue. “At first, I felt a great sense of accomplishment, but as time went on, I gradually developed a sense of disappointment, thinking, ‘I’m so bad, how come it took me so long to get her into bed?’”

"Hey--"

Valkyrie couldn't hold back and stood up abruptly.

Valkyrie pinched the bridge of her nose, her brows furrowed, and after glancing back and forth between Li Yili and Valkyrie several times, she exhaled softly. "Alright, let's talk about Instas. I heard that going to the surface of the sea was your idea?"

“That’s right,” Li Yili shrugged. “How will this affect the Galar Horn?”

Valkyrie lowered her right leg, raised her left leg and placed it on her knee, her eyes slightly narrowed. "That's hard to say."

As for the Galar Horn, it didn't matter whether Bishop Azave was acting recklessly in Instas or was just messing around in the past. She wasn't here to question anything; if she had to say, she was here to seek reassurance.

The possibility of going to the surface of the sea made her very uneasy. What exactly was on the surface of the sea? What would happen if she went there? There were too many unknowns in front of her. It was a little embarrassing to admit, but she felt at ease with Li Yili.